sound of forgetting

A Poem by jonavium

do you know that feeling of wanting to be unseen to blend in everything and nothing, but make a difference at the same time? this is it.

i wish to be the sound of music
the wind between green translucent leaves
the waves of water moving mountains
the red sky at summer afternoon
the excitement of unknown future

but what if i am a sound of wind
but much darker
the one that foretells chaos
and then
steps away forgotten
but leaves traces of its existence

the one
that you miss
when the inevitable comes
little rocks stopping flow of a river
that now floods the cities
because
you moved them

a blood washing off the tears of a sky
you feared to look at
it tells you that tomorrows winter
will take away what you’ve known
and will leave you
alone
with
indifference.